I woke up and the first thing I saw was an ass. Literally, an ass. I felt too drunk to describe it but I couldn't take my eyes away from it, especially when he bent down. I could see the black fabric stretched and I shouldn't be thinking some perverted things while my head was still spinning. I closed my eyes and I felt like I was being rocked on the bed.
"Oh, God." I groaned and opened my eyes again and the man was gone and I knew it was just my perverted eyes having an illusion.
I sat slowly and took time to look around the unfamiliar room I was in. It was dark gray and quotes were written in white on every wall in huge texts and I could say that the owner of the room was a music lover. Two guitars were hanged on the wall, an old plaque that was framed and line of music notes shaped t
